Sonic (Werehog event!)
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loathsomecopy.bsky.social
+could Knux it was for Metal, a deal to save his own ass.

"Just hand me the yellow one. It's for science."
loathsomecopy.bsky.social
+Dark Gaia...

Shaking his head and turning to Knuckles, a deep frown at the denial of the use of the emerald.

"No no no, I'm not going to use it for that! I know they have no effect here, on this. If they did, I wouldn't be back in this form. But I need one for... a reason."

There was no way he +
loathsomecopy.bsky.social
"Yeah, it started in space, and we found a few... interesting things with the emeralds, pretty sure you woulda liked to see all that."

A snort, sighing as he'd take a seat on the steps of the altar, looking up at the moon for a moment, pondering, remembering everything that had happened, Chip and +
loathsomecopy.bsky.social
+ turned dark and made me into... this. But I fixed it! Or I though. Guess it was dormant until now."

A half hearted chuckle as he'd scratch the back of his head.

"Given what I had to do last time... I don't think I can do that. So I'm gonna need one of the emeralds. Please."
loathsomecopy.bsky.social
"I hate it here. So... SO much."

A rub of his face as he'd relax as the other Mobian did, slowly approaching him, frowning.

"It's not a costume, sadly. I was changed years ago by Egghead when he drained the chaos emeralds and woke up Dark Gaia, when the energy from my super form was drained, it +
loathsomecopy.bsky.social
+is better than that. For now, he would listen to the other, a deep frown at the question.

"Eurgh... My. My middle name is Maurice."

Rubbing at his face as he said it through clenched fangs, eyes falling upon the red echidna.

"Happy?"
loathsomecopy.bsky.social
"How can you not- MUTT?!"

That only worked to further agitate and enrage the werehog, wanting oh so badly to jump on Knuckles and give him a good smack or three.

But he couldn't do that to his friend, it would be wrong! Though, he does owe the echidna for a few hits back in the day...

No. No. He+
loathsomecopy.bsky.social
"THIEF??? Knuckles, you idiot, it's me!" A deepening of his growl as he'd move forward, walking down Knuckles.

"It's Sonic, I..."

Looking down, suddenly realizing the state he was in.

"You gotta believe me."
loathsomecopy.bsky.social
+from the altar, turning and grabbing the ground, claws digging in and causing slashes in the ground as he skid back, dust kicking up behind him.

"Geez, Knux, what the hell was that for?!"

A low growl as he'd stand upright, glaring right at the red echidna.
loathsomecopy.bsky.social
"Kinda quiet..."

A frown, he knew Knuckles would never leave this place unguarded, arms crossed as he'd keep looking around, though the scent of the echidna was strong. He could always track him...

Well, that was before he'd feel the two handed strike of the other, a loud yell as he was sent away+
loathsomecopy.bsky.social
+the island, looking around as he'd pass through familiar locations, lucky him without any resistance for once, a nice little hike for Sonic for once, coming up to the Master Emeralds altar, hands cupping around his mouth to make his voice louder.

"Hey, Knuckles! Ya here?" @ultimacustos.bsky.social
loathsomecopy.bsky.social
+ pass over the water, his calculations exact, though he'd forgotten to adjust for his extra weight. Recognizing the lack of distance, he'd shoot his arm out and grab onto the edge of the island, pulling himself up and over.

"Sheesh. Talk about a cheap flight."

A snort, just to start traversing +
loathsomecopy.bsky.social
"No time to waste!"

Stretching his arms to grab on the top of a couple trees as he'd slowly back up, staring at the floating island off in the distance, eyes gauging the distance.

"Just another step... and to the left..."

Suddenly flung forward like a slingshot from his arms, shouting as he'd +
loathsomecopy.bsky.social
And he's bursting out with laughter at the utter blazing rage that crossed back to his end.

"AHHHAHAHAHA. He's so easy to rage bait."
fatefulrival.bsky.social
“GOD DAMN IT- HEDGEHOG!!
/STOP/!”

Metal shouts to no one in the vicinity, but the sudden /torrent/ of anger that’d flood the link to drown out Sonic’s nonsense, now, should send a clue!
loathsomecopy.bsky.social
A smirk, he could feel it, he was glad this way of communicating was effective.

'Every time you see me, you will have the urge to make me a chili dog!'
loathsomecopy.bsky.social
A smirk, he could feel it, he was glad this way of communicating was effective.

'Every time you see me, you will have the urge to make me a chili dog!'
fatefulrival.bsky.social
Unfortunately for Sonic’s critically assessed efforts, Metal has absolutely No concept of ‘hunger’, ‘taste’, nor ‘desire’ for any sorts of foods.

..But the words *do* eventually cross his stream of thought, much to his confusion.
Metal holding his head, appearing thoughtfully confused.
loathsomecopy.bsky.social
'Chili dogs chili dogs chili dogs.'

Intense staring while he focuses on his favorite food to test their link.
fatefulrival.bsky.social
“Do not project nonsense concepts into my head. I don’t like it.”
loathsomecopy.bsky.social
+you better keep your end of the bargain here. Last thing I need is to give up a whole emerald just to have you bail on me.

Give me a day to go get one of them, I'm certain, even in this form, I can convince Knucks to give me one as a loaner for a bit."
loathsomecopy.bsky.social
"Why the hell do you want those goggles, you don't even have eyes!"

A strained growl of words as he pulled metal a tinge closer, before he'd relent to himself, a sigh as he'd let go and pull his arm back, the strain already setting in from the tug of war with Metal

"Fine. You can have them! But+
loathsomecopy.bsky.social
A smirk as he held on rather tight, shaking his head, utterly refusing to let go, even starting to pull the other towards him, feet dug in.

"I may not be fast, but I'm nice and strong in this form! Now, what are we trading?"

A laugh as he'd simply keep Metal there, a true negotiator.
loathsomecopy.bsky.social
"What— hey, where do you think you're going?!"

Sure, he wasn't fast in this form, but he made up for it by way of stretching, arm flung forward and grabbing Metal.

"You're not going anywhere!"
loathsomecopy.bsky.social
+But the glasses? That was a step too far.

"I can excuse the emeralds, but my racing glasses is where I draw the line."

A balled fist was raised and shaken at the other.
loathsomecopy.bsky.social
Oh, this was a bad, terrible, awful idea. But what other choice did he have? He couldn't just go and speed away from this like he did every other problem, he had to fix this!

But... was the help worth the price? At the first mention of an emerald, he was already wanting to rescind his offer. +
loathsomecopy.bsky.social
+for a moment.

"What would you want in exchange? I'm certain there's something that can change your mind on this."